Movu gasped for air and looked at her face then searched for her lips. He kissed her deeply before pulling out his shaft from her very tight hole. He didn't stop kissing her. He held her body closely and savored her lips. He couldn't help but groan with ecstasy. It feels so fucking painfully good. The friction of their genitals was the one that's responsible for losing his very last reasoning.
When he already pulled almost everything out, he dived to her again, which made him lose his sanity. He can't keep up with the good boy approach. He wanted to ruin her so bad.
He stopped kissing her and lifted her legs on the table and spread them wide open, he lifted her skirt and watched their center meet each time he dived into her depths. He's breathless, he could run a mile without sweating but this activity was burning his body on fire.
